Seeing the identification in Lin Yi's hand, the originally calm curator was so frightened that he couldn't speak.
It was the first time his small place had entertained such a person.
"You, what are you here for? What do you need me to do?"
"I am looking for a body, his name is Wang Jiasu."
"Is it that Director Wang?"
"Yes, that's him." Lin Yi said:
"After all the ceremonies are over, you take the ashes of others to pretend for a while, his body cannot be cremated for now, do you understand what I mean?"
Facing the grim Lin Yi, the curator nodded repeatedly, frightened.
At this point, even if he doesn't understand, he had to pretend he does.
"Take me to see it."
"Okay, okay, follow me."
Under the curator's guidance, Lin Yi arrived at the storage where the body was kept and found the body of Wang Jiasu.
Lifting the white cloth, Wang Jiasu's pale face came into view.
